He smiled and said, "Thank you."She met Stacy in the kitchen and poured them each a drink."You making one for him?" Stacy asked."I don't think he drin...s," LeighAnn replied softly."How do you feel?" her friend wanted to know."I don't know, exactly. I've got butterflies. And, I'm a little pissed off, mostly at Mike for putting me in this position. I guess I could back out if I wanted to. But, that wouldn't give me my vengeance."She paused, sipping her drink."I'm usually pretty loud," she murmured. ”Hannah squeezed her and then let go, standing back.“I’ll talk to Bob about it,” she said.Harper was - and this is putting it mildly - elated that she hadn’t been shut down immediately.She even offered to go gather up all the laundry and get it started.“We’ve created a monster,” said Hannah, who was now hugging me instead of her daughter. My hands were sliding around on her back, which was smooth, indicating no bra.“The monster was already there,” I said. “It was just waiting to find a crack in. NOW!’ He looked around the lobby of the hotel and went to sit in one of the lobby chairs. He motioned me to sit on his lap. With my coat as cover, he slid his hand under my shirt and started to play with my nipples. I took his hand and shoved it down the waistband of my skirt. My pussy lips were swollen and my juices were running down my thighs from the taxi ride. So there we sat in the lobby with hotel guests and employees milling around us. What an exhilarating feeling that was… my lover’s. She had chosen a tight dark green silk dress, a little bit short, which revealed her beautiful smooth long legs. Her cleavage was also visible and she was standing on a pair of sexy high heels. I could see why this black guy had chosen her to dance.Suddenly the music started to go slow dancing and the black guy quickly placed his arms onto Ana’s waist. This didn't really bother me as I trusted my sensual wife and had seen a few men dance with her in the past. But this time my stomach turned.